Here's a highlight:
"The relief I felt when I heard about Robbe-Grillet's death was also partly hope. Now we can go on, I was thinking. ...The two strands of postwar literary fiction, the ultraradical and the willfully archaic, are both antithetical to the spirit of the novel itself, which is polyglot and unpredictable. Novels are supposed to be messy. They are written to express ideals and to make money; they steal from everything and everyone, high, middle and low, belonging to everyone and no one in the same moment. They don't fit anyone's conception. That's why we love them."
I hope everyone in publishing reads this, especially the novels-are-supposed-to-be-a-messy-business part, because it surely describes the novel I just handed over to my agent: polyglot and unpredictable indeed.